In the dead of night
My fingers become my voice
And the ink of my heart is drenched with words I have never said
Stories I have never read
And emotions I have never shared.

Patiently at my journey's end
Basking under the morning sun
She waits
Caressed by soft light
Shimmering to the melody
Of my arrivals song
I rush to her
Swift and bold
With hastened breath
As I break
From rhythm and time
Crashing at her feet
As I wash upon her shores.

Layered ripples
Of nomadic shades
Drifting across the sky
Stirs daydreams.
Vivid thoughts of you
Create tangible imaginings
Of my hands upon your face
Caressing your cheeks
Trailing fingertips
Between mounds erupting on your skin
You shiver at the pleasures of my touch
Smiling at me in satisfaction
With the ease of dawn,
Reaching corners
With brighten sunrays,
Beaming in my direction.
I've longed to be held
In the embrace of your gaze
Seen only by you
When the world surrenders existence
Remaining yours in this instance
Until layered ripples
Turn from white to grey
And memories of tomorrow
Wash away.